Assembled by kids who were stuck in the house.
Driven by boredom, pretending to be a mouse. 
Headwear was sweetly cut and taped for their mother. 
Who was sure it would look much better on a brother. 
Then they painted birdhouses in hopes that one day.....JOTSC could venture outside and see some feathered friends while they play.
This week should be warmer, might even see some sun.
Their mom is shouting FINALLY and oh what fun!
Saw a little girl at the park the other day. She happened to be the exact same age as Clover. I could not figure out, how in the world this poor couple's child could be so grown-up at 15 months, walking everywhere, enjoying the slide, gaining some independence, when my wee one is just a teeny-tiny, itty-bitty, peanut of a baby still? DeNile. It aint just a river in Egypt.
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Do you know how often I misspell denial now? It's all because of you. Not sure why I'm spelling it so often....
Sorry Erin to influence you in a negative way toward misspelling words. I realize this is especially bad since you are a teacher, responsible for educating children, and all.
As soon as I leave it as my place of residence because I have such a hard time with my *baby* growing up, I will begin spelling it properly. Just warning you though, that could be never
;-)
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